Extracts from Ray Simpson's Book
Jesus was transfigured before them, and his face shone like the sun, and his clothes became white as light
Matthew 17: 2
The Feast of the Transfiguration is 6 August. That is the day we happened to drop the bomb on Hiroshima. We took His Body and we took His Blood and we enacted a Cosmic Golgotha. We took the key to love and we used it for bloody hell...
Suppose the material order is indeed the garment of Christ, the temple of the Holy Spirit? Suppose the bread and wine, symbols of all creation, is indeed capable of redemption awaiting its Christification? Then what is the atom but the emergent body of Christ?
On the Feast of the Transfiguration may we be able to pray together for the redemption of the whole creation and a speedy end to the suffering of animals through human exploitation.
Marjorie Milne of Glastonbury
The poet Waldo Williams treasured the moment which like a shooting star makes us wonderfully conscious of the mystery and vastness and glory of the universe, the moment which suddenly reveals a presence and suddenly enchants the heart, the second which makes true acquaintance shine.
From a Celtic Eucharist Community of Aidan and Hilda